All night

"Leave us," Aladdin said, without taking his eyes off of Jasmine. The Guard cleared the room without a word.

Aladdin knelt in front of the trembling, sweating Princess. Her big brown eyes pleaded with him. A careless wave of the hand and her voice was returned.

The words came out between heavy exhalations. "Please... Aladdin... make... it... stop."

"No," he said, without hesitation. "You're going to learn a lesson tonight."

Aladdin snapped his fingers and disappeared.

Unbearable arousal consumed her. Jasmine panted as her hips searched for penetration. A detached piece of her mind wondered why her hips could thrust at all when Aladdin had taken away her conscious control.

That's it, she thought. Conscious control. My body is acting on its own. That was something interesting to store away for later.

The smell of her sex rested thick in the air, somehow strengthening her arousal. At some point, perhaps a few hours later, an orgasm racked her body despite no physical contact. Too intense, it lasted several painful minutes before fading away.

And then another less than an hour after that. Closer together they came, until the final hour of the night was a single, screaming climax threatening to break her mind.

At last, Aladdin appeared in front of her.

She was a weeping, heaving mess. Drool spilled from her open mouth.

Aladdin waved his hand and freed her of the compulsion. Jasmine collapsed to the ground like a fallen puppet. "Thank you, thank you, thank..." she repeated.